Page 198 of Lonely Alpha

Fucking hell.

I’d known she was going to be naked, but there was something about seeing her without a stitch of clothing that bowled me over. Her skin was flushed from her cheeks down to her chest. There were bruises and cuts all over her—some that made me furious, others that sparked interest. Like those faint bruises on her hips. They had to be from Ambrose.

Her tits were heavy with pert nipples, and I bet they were extra sensitive during her heat. At the apex of her thighs, a patch of honey brown hair teased me by hiding the pretty pink flesh I would find there.

Coconut and chocolate blasted me with her arousal, and I was stepping up to her before I realized I’d moved. My hands came down on her sides, sliding across her ample hips and down her thighs, then back up to cup her breasts.

She moaned softly but didn’t reach out to touch me. Her hands stayed balled into fists at her sides. Her lips were parted, glistening and swollen from her kisses with Leighton, and her stunning blue eyes were glazed over.

“You don’t have to,” she said. The words came out strained, like it hurt her to say them. “I know I said on the way here—”

I smashed my lips to hers, cutting her off. She tasted sweet. Leighton was on her lips, along with a hint of what I imagined her pussy would taste like. An image flashed through my mind of what they must have been doing in that bathroom—the female alpha alternating between kissing her pussy and her mouth.

Kiara whimpered and melted against me. Her hands came up to claw at my clothing. I should have done what Ambrose and Dash had done. Stripped, or half stripped. It just felt too fucking presumptuous.

I pulled back from the kiss to do it then instead, getting down to my boxer briefs. Kiara’s small hands never left my skin, touching me anywhere she could reach.

“That was all the restraint I had,” she murmured. “Now you have to knot me.”

It was hard to believe I’d ever considered not taking her. Wrapping my arms around her, I walked her back toward the bed, pushing her to sit on the edge. Her slick was dripping on the floor, and I could see in her expression that all rational thought was gone.

It was impressive she’d lasted this long.

“I’ve always wanted to knot you, princess,” I said, picking up Ambrose’s name for her. It was fitting. She deserved to be treated like one after the hell she’d lived through. “Just didn’t know if you wanted it.”

“I want.”

She grabbed the waistband of my boxer briefs and tugged them down. My cock sprung up to slap my stomach, and I groaned when she wrapped her fist around it.

The brush of her skin against mine was almost enough to send me prematurely over the edge.

Kiara didn’t stroke my cock, though. She used that grip to try and manoeuvre me to where she wanted me.

And she wanted my cock deep in her pussy.

Chuckling softly, I grabbed her wrist and removed her hand. “On your back on the bed,” I said. My underwear slid down to the floor and I stepped out of them.

She looked longingly at my length, knot swollen and ready for her at the base. Then she scooted backward on the bed until she ended up between Ambrose’s legs. She jolted, surprised by her new position since she hadn’t been watching where she was going.

My lover smiled down at her, wrapping his hands around her thighs and spreading her legs.

I groaned, crawling onto the bed with my gaze fixed on her. It was so fucking perfect. She was so wet I couldn’t help but swipe my tongue across her for a taste.

She whimpered, hands clutching Ambrose’s arms. “I want your cock,” she begged.

It was damn near impossible not to give her what she wanted.

I lined myself up with her entrance, mixing my precum with her slick. Before I pushed inside, I paused, looking at Ambrose with a small frown. “Is she on birth control? Should I get a condom?”

There were some somewhere in this house, and we didn’t want to risk getting our hyperfertile little omega pregnant.

“She’s on it,” Ambrose grunted. “And even if she wasn’t, have you ever heard of an omega being satisfied withcondomsduring heat? Baby, she’d probably claw it off your dick.”

He leaned in closer to Kiara, whispering in her ear. “You want your alphas to fill you up and breed you, right princess?”

Her head bobbed, a keening sound coming up from her throat. These reactions she was having to us… I hadn’t realized omegas could make sounds like this, but it was threatening to make me feral. I didn’t often have ruts, but she was going to push me into one before her heat was up.

It was a foregone conclusion.

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